{"id":7704,"date":"2011-06-09T00:38:17","date_gmt":"2011-06-09T08:38:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.godammit.com\/?p=7704"},"modified":"2011-06-09T00:38:17","modified_gmt":"2011-06-09T08:38:17","slug":"weiner-dog","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/godammit.com\/weiner-dog\/","title":{"rendered":"Weiner Dog"},"content":{"rendered":"

Anthony Weiner<\/strong> is a gift from god for people like me who are struggling with depression. \u00a0His predicament (no pun intended) is so bizarre and tawdry, and yet \u00a0Shakespearean. If character is destiny, Weiner is screwed, or as he would put it, “First I’ll make you gag on my cock before I make you cum.”<\/p>\n

Let me say first that I was on his side, in terms of refusing to resign, until I read the text<\/a> of his online chats with women he’d never met and had no intention of meeting.<\/p>\n

It wasn’t the fact that he was a reckless horndog that provoked my disapproval. I was ready to accept the fact that the internet is an irresistible siren song to anyone with a “weakness.” Whether it’s a weakness for shopping, for social networking, for gambling or for porn, the internet makes it \u00a0perilously \u00a0convenient to indulge.<\/p>\n

According to friends I discussed this with, “sexting” is now common among fifty percent of teenagers. It’s a Brave New World out there, where not much is considered too personal, not to mention sacred.<\/p>\n

I will admit to chatting online in a flirtatious manner. \u00a0Years ago I was chatting with someone who suddenly suggested “Send me a picture of your C**T” and the word was not cunt. I was so stunned and horrified, I shut the chat window and felt deeply shaken. I had no idea that people spoke to strangers like this. I learned that it’s the wild west out there online.<\/p>\n

With Weiner, I imagined his sexy chat was something along the lines of “Baby, You’re so pretty, What are you wearing?” Big deal. Maybe he’s bored when his wife is busy and he’s just having a little tame sexy banter…. I don’t feel that calls for his resigntion, since it’s his personal business and he didn’t run for the Priesthood. Better to have a politition with a sex drive than Bush or Nixon, who seemed more interested in abusing the constitution than in getting laid.<\/p>\n

But no matter what liberal \u00a0principles you think you have, it all goes to hell once you read Weiner’s raunchy efforts at seduction. \u00a0The deal breaker for me was “Pussy Juice.” It’s just a big NO in my world. \u00a0You can’t listen to a congressman talking about jobs or taxes or healthcare once he’s said Pussy Juice. \u00a0It’s over. He is toast.<\/p>\n

So basically, for me at least, it comes down to literary aesthetics rather than any moral judgement. Sexting online isn’t a crime that would make someone unfit to serve as a congressman or mayor. Sending pictures is pretty lame but again, no real harm. Lying about it is only natural: You would want to avoid embarrassing your family. But a man’s game does reflect his sensibility. And “Pussy Juice” cannot be condoned. If only he could have said “Are you wet?” instead.<\/p>\n

I cannot emphasize this enough but it must be repeated: Words matter! Choose them like everyone’s looking.<\/p>\n

Opinions or objections?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"